What do you think would happen when a mean and cranky bitch was suddenly thrown into a new world with no fault of her own? At least that is what she chose to believe. A new world where she would be dubbed as a “Villainess". The hardest to impress and scariest judge on the national talent search show, ‘The Dreamer’ had now transmigrated to an old historical world. One with no internet, no cell phone and worst of all no women's rights! A strong-willed woman who had an opinion about everything was now stuck in a land where her thoughts did not matter. Not only did she have to live her new life, adapting and mending her ways to survive in this world but also she had to do it in the body of a mere child? ------ "You think that by dropping me in this backward ass world, I'm going to approve of your work?" A young Yvonne yelled as she stared at the bright morning sky. "Dream on!" She flipped her middle finger and walked away with her head held high. The God watching her from high up in the sky almost puked blood when he saw her disrespectful actions. 'Looks like my punishment wasn't enough!' He growled causing the clouds to darken and thunder to rumble in the skies. ____ Years later, "Just be a good girl and follow everything he says. You will belong to him after all." Said the woman who sat by her side, gently caressing her hands. 'What did this lady just say? Hmph... Yvonne St. Claire belongs to no one!' Though her thoughts were rebellious, she still submissively nodded her head in agreement. 'Let's see who will belong to whom!' Yvonne lowered her head to hide the sparks of fury in her eyes. --- Come, witness Yvonne’s journey as she strives hard to dodge the obstacles that stand in her way of leading a normal and peaceful life. But will she be able to succeed when the heavens, particularly a certain God has different plans for her?
When the doors of the room were finally pushed open, the speculation in Yvonne's head was proved right.
'I thought that I had smelled almond oil!' She gleamed as her olfactory senses were right on point.
While the rest of her family was wondering what was going on inside, Yvonne's sharp nose was sniffing the sweet scent that had wafted in her direction through the shut door.
The moment the door was opened, the scent got stronger than ever which proved that she was right about the guess she had made.
A vast combination of various scents assaulted her nose and the rest of the people standing with her.
However, unlike those ignorant men with her, she was sure of what she was smelling right now.
Her lips curved into a secret smile when she found that these were scents she was familiar with.
'Hmm… Coconut, almond, olive…' She pointed out the few scents reaching her nose.